After some practice with student Yoon Gaul, regarding mental transfer to another world, Jay opened his eyes. He found himself in a cluttered room, littered to the ceiling with books, papers and all sorts of junk. Not knowing where he was, Hunter number One scratched his head and looked around. A few seconds later, he saw that someone was sitting at the table. Lush black curls, wide back, light sweet smell. This is Lee Sayoung. The man he loved and waited for so much. It was only for him that Jay had come all this way.

Lee Sayoung was holding a thick black marker in his hand. On the table in front of him was an open book, with which they shared messages from different worlds. The tip of the marker was getting closer to the page. A chill ran down Jay's spine. A glimpse of Dr. Nam Wu Jin, the owner of this book, distorted like a demon's face. And then the body worked faster than the mind. Jay knowing that he would be intangible to another man, threw Lee Sayoung's hand away with all his might.

—Hey, are you crazy?!

The fingers he had used to slap his wrist were aching. Jay looked from his hand to the marker, which rolled across the floor. He hadn't gone through... wasn't he a ghost anymore? Did he really hit? Hunter number one slowly turned his head. Lee Sayoung's bright, sparkling purple eyes stared at him with fury. And in the next second, a sharp gripped his arm. As his body bent forward, his other hand darted under Jay's mask. Hurried fingers began to grope over his face.

And suddenly... a strong thumb stuck into Jay's mouth.